Chapter 190: Killing His Wife to Prove His Truth

They sat and talked for a while. Seeing that the time was almost up, Xinbao became very proactive. He chewed the candy with a crunchy sound, then rinsing his mouth, went out to practice.

A few people were bored anyway, so they went out to watch.

Xinbao's walking speed is now much faster than before, but it makes no difference to Yan Shenjue. He still walks backwards with his hands behind his back, as if he has eyes behind him. No matter where the flowers and trees are, it is as if he is walking on flat ground. Xinbao seems to be chasing him all the way, full of energy.

Shen Zhuoli saw it and pursed his lips.

He wanted to take the elder as his teacher, but the elder ignored him.

He wanted to learn the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, but Master Shen said that his body was not suitable for it and refused to accept him. Instead, he turned around and accepted Brother Tang San.

He was proud of his talent in both literature and martial arts, but the man in front of him, Yan Shen Jue, who looked weak and small, seemed to be far superior to him.

Shen Zhuoli thought about it, and suddenly said softly: "Uncle Yuan, shall I take you to the martial arts arena? Uncle Tang San is probably practicing swordplay there right now."

"No, no," said Brother Yuan, "I don't think it's suitable to use a sword technique with a certain family background."

Shen Zhuoli laughed and said, "Come to think of it, there are several uncles in the Tang family, and I can't even remember their names!"

Before Brother Yuan could say anything, Huo Yuntao smiled and said, "His words are 'prosperity, wisdom and courage'. How easy to remember? Can't you remember this?"

Shen Zhuoli choked.

Brother Yuan was a little helpless.

This kid obviously wanted to ask Yan Shen Jue, but he had to take several detours first.

He casually changed the subject and said with a smile: "I don't know if Tang San can beat Tang Da now."

Shen Zhuoli was surprised and asked, "Uncle Tang also knows martial arts?"

Brother Yuan was stunned: "Really?"

Shen Zhuoli lowered his eyes.

He thought Brother Tang didn't know martial arts! He clearly said he was just a farmer!

Aren't they all country folk? Why are they all so powerful? ? Not only are they good at both literature and martial arts, Yan Shen Jue even went so far as to match the embroidery on his clothes! ! So, when they first met, they must have secretly laughed at him for his behavior, right? No wonder the elder didn't want to pay attention to him. He didn't know what the Tang family said to him when they went back. In his eyes, he was probably a clown! ! Shen Zhuoli's ears turned red, and the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became.

Xin Bao had practiced for a long time over there, and Yan Shenjue had just said "OK" when Shen Zhuoli suddenly jumped up a few steps and asked, "Uncle Yan is also using the sword?"

Yan Shenjue was slightly startled. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Xinbao's face, saying, "Yes."

Shen Zhuoli drew out a long sword from behind: "I also use a sword, and want to learn from Uncle Yan!"

He attacked directly.

Yan Shenjue gently raised his hand and pushed the little ball, who had not yet come to his senses, into Brother Yuan's arms, while raising his hand to parry.

Brother Yuan hurriedly picked up Xinbao and looked at the scene in silence.

This kid is obviously upset, but he didn't seem to say anything? ?

He thought about it for a long time. It seemed that he only said that Brother Tang was good at martial arts? Did this have anything to do with him?

Shen Zhuoli's swordsmanship was good, but just good. Yan Shenjue did not draw his sword, but just blocked it casually. However, the more he did this, the more ashamed and angry Shen Zhuoli felt, and his swordsmanship gradually became less like a sparring match and more like a fight for his life.

Xinbao couldn't see clearly at all, and said anxiously: "Wife! Wife!"

"It's okay," Brother Yuan patted her on the back, "Don't be afraid, Xinbao, he is no match for your wife, he can't hurt him."

Shen Zhuoli listened, clenched his teeth, and attacked more vigorously.

If it were a kind-hearted person, he might draw his sword, pretend to be fair and appease him, but Yan Shenjue was not a smooth-talking person and did not care about his emotions at all, so he continued to fight back.

In Xinbao's eyes, it was just a chaos of silver shadows. Her fairy wife had an indifferent expression, her robe sleeves fluttering, and she moved forward and backward with ease. The end of her free and easy scarf was lifted up by the sword wind from time to time and swirled up. It was really as beautiful as it could be.

Xinbao said happily: "My wife is so pretty!!"

Yan Shen couldn't help but smile at her.

It’s even more beautiful! The icebergs are melting, the clouds are breaking and the moon is coming out. It’s so beautiful that it looks like a fairyland!

Suddenly, from afar, someone shouted, "Hello!"

Second Master Shen and Elder Yuan came over. Second Master Shen cheered as he walked. He turned around and said something to Elder Yuan. He casually pulled out a knife from behind Huo Yuntao, grabbed Shen Zhuoli, threw him behind him, and said with a smile, "I also tried a few moves!"

Mr. Yuan and Brother Yuan frowned at the same time.

But Yan Shenjue took a step back, clasped his fists to show respect, then drew the Kongwang Sword from his waist and attacked.

Only when the pair got started did they feel like they were "competing" with each other. Huo Yuntao was so excited that his eyebrows were dancing and he kept cheering.

The Yuan family father and son frowned, unable to hide their worries.

But such a battle, which looks exciting in the eyes of experts, is just a mess in the eyes of Tuanzi.

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Xinbao's eyes were almost dazzled by what he saw, so he simply turned around and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

Swords came and went, light and shadows flashed, Yan Shenjue's movements were extremely calm, and despite his young age, he had the demeanor of a master... However, fine beads of sweat slowly seeped out from his jade-white forehead, and his vest was also wet with sweat.

But even so, his expression was still completely calm.

Master Shen suddenly paused and asked in astonishment, "Ai Mo Sword Technique?"

He seemed to be hesitant about whether to continue fighting, but the sword was in front of him, so he could only continue to take the attack, muttering: "Impossible! How is this possible?"

Xinbao couldn't help but turn his head and take a look at the field, but he still couldn't see anything clearly.

She asked Brother Yuan: "What is Aimo Sword Technique?"

Brother Yuan shook his head and said nothing.

Xinbao was anxious for some reason and tried his best to look at the field for a while.

Shen Zhuoli was also very surprised.

He rushed forward in a fit of rage. After being thrown back by Mr. Shen, his mind gradually came to its senses. When he was panicking and afraid... he heard the name again.

He murmured, "Ai Mo sword technique?"

Xinbao struggled to get down from Brother Yuan's arms, grabbed Shen Zhuoli's hand and took a few steps away to avoid the sword wind from the other side, while asking: "What is Aimo Sword Technique?"

Shen Zhuoli had a complicated expression.

But he was just a teenager and he wanted to discuss it.

He asked, "Have you ever heard of 'There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart'?"

Xinbao was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously. Shen Zhuoli then said, "It is said that this sword technique is very powerful, but the person who created it had a miserable life. When he was young, he witnessed his entire family being exterminated. Later, after seeking revenge, he married and had children. But his son was secretly stolen away, and after he was raised, he came back and killed his mother and siblings... Then, this senior, desperate, created this sword technique and named it Ai Mo Sword Technique..."

Xinbao listened blankly.

Shen Zhuoli continued, "Because this sword technique is the only sword technique in the world that can produce sword light, it is very powerful, so later on many people wanted to learn it, but they couldn't because they didn't have the state of mind. Later, there was another person who practiced until he went crazy and killed his wife and children, and he actually succeeded in it, so this sword technique is also called the Sword of Killing Wife to Prove the Dao. In the next hundred years, many people followed suit, but no one has ever succeeded in it since then."

He paused, very puzzled: "Uncle Yan, isn't he only ten years old? No matter what he has been through, how could his state of mind reach 'heart death', how could he have practiced the Ai Mo Sword?"

Xinbao's eyes opened wide and his little body trembled slightly.

She felt that this short sentence "no matter what he had been through" seemed to contain too many bloody and terrible things, which made her dare not listen or think about it.

(End of this chapter)